Tangshi V. 1. (165)

Farther and farther from the three Ba Roads,
I have come three thousand miles, anxious and watchful,
Through pale snow-patches in the jagged nightmountains –
A stranger with a lonely lantern shaken in the wind.
...Separation from my kin
Binds me closer to my servants –
Yet how I dread, so far adrift,
New Year's Day, tomorrow morning!